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Chapter 27--Silent Cries
Aragorn and Elladan were riding hard for Mirkwood when Elladan stopped his horse. He froze for a minute, eyes distant.
Aragorn returned to his side as his eyes cleared. "Elladan, what is wrong?" he asked.
"We have to go to Imladris," Elladan said. "Thranduil is there, not in Mirkwood."
"What? Why?" Aragorn asked.
"I have no idea, but he is. His advisor is in charge and he will decide Legolas's fate which will probably means execution. We have to get Thranduil to go back with us to stop it," Elladan said.
"Alright, then let us hurry," Aragorn said. They turned their mounts and headed for Imladris as fast as they could go.
Meanwhile
Legolas felt a chill go down his spine when they entered the dim stone chamber. Torches flickered on the walls, but did little to light the room. The chill got worst when he saw the stone altar in the center of the room. There was evil here, ancient and hungry. He glanced at Elrohir and saw that he also felt it.
A guard pulled Legolas over to the far wall and lifted his hands above his head, hooking the shackle's chain to a hook.
Legolas glared at the guard as he returned to Zion's side. "Bastard, you will pay for this!" he said.
"Who will make me pay? Your father? Your brother? I am chief advisor and the guards have been commanded to follow my orders by the King himself. You are nothing more then a kin slayer to them now," Zion laughed. He turned to the guards. "Place the other upon the altar."
Elrohir struggled as he was lifted from his feet and placed on the altar, but he couldn't get lose. Soon he was stretched out on the cold stone, ankles and wrists chained to it.
Legolas fought the chains binding his wrists with all his strength. "What are you doing! Let him go, Zion!" he shouted. His struggles made the steel cuffs bite into his wrists, but he kept struggling, even as blood ran down his arms.
Zion looked over at Legolas and smirked. "Do not worry, his suffering will end much sooner then yours," he said. He began mixing and assortment of potions and powders into a bowl. Once he was finished he forced Elrohir to drink some of the mixture.
Elrohir gagged at the foul taste then instinctively spit the potion out, directly into Zion's face.
Zion let out an oath and reeled back, rubbing his eyes. "Damn you! Chain him next to the former prince!" he ordered and stormed from the room.
The guards chained Elrohir next to Legolas and left after Zion.
"Are you all right?" Legolas asked.
"Besides the awful taste in my mouth, yes. What do you think he was trying to do?" Elrohir asked.
"I do not know, but I am sure that it is not something we would find pleasant," Legolas said. He stared at the door Zion went through, expecting him to return at any time, but hen didn't.
Eventually the two Elves that had caught them entered and took them back to the cells, shoving them inside one at random and locking the door.
Elrohir saw that Legolas was grinning. "What are you so happy about?" he asked.
"They might have just made a mistake that might let us escape," Legolas said. He began walking around the cell studying the floor.
"What are you doing?" Elrohir asked.
"Found it!" Legolas said. He pressed on a stone and a door opened.
"A secret door?" Elrohir gasped. "Why would there be a door in a cell?"
"In case the city is invaded by enemies, not even Zion knows it," Legolas said. "Come on before they come for us again."
Elrohir followed Legolas into the tunnel and the door closed behind them.
Zion had washed out his eyes, but they stung from the liquid that had been sprayed into them. He decided to rest and let them heal. He would deal with Legolas and Elrohir in the morning.
I know, secret tunnel in the wall trick, but I thought it made sense to have a hidden escape route. R/R please!